Luyện nghe bài hát Do You Know

Y'all the guitars
is in the building
Puffy to get me
I officially made the band
I'm a rock

Do you know you're going to
Do you like the things life is showing you
What are you do, do you know

So where you from? chicks rock Air Force One's
Belly shirts tied up and our hair done
So where you from? Where they don't Air Force One's
We hit the block out the spots holding Air guns

So where you from? Philly rock Dickies and boots
A deuce in my tube socks inching the shoe
Man where you from? Where guerrillas don't be with cops
You catch a case go on the run and hugging the block

So what you doing? Big Ballin' money makin' and
Johnin' you know how we do it in New Orleans
So what you doing? What I'm doing, man I'm it big
I'm cockin' it back the mack crack, your wig

Man what you Man I'm minding my biz
I'm trying to feed my kids I can't dog I need my rib
Yo what you doing? Shuttin' down believe me
On my grind all night 'cause your is greedy

Do you know you're going to
Do you the things that life is showing you
are you gonna do, do you know

All I know somebody better have my
If being broke is a joke, I don't that funny
All I know that better respect my gangsta
I'm far your mother but I still will spank ya

All I know is this living and sh
could you tell me if you ain't never been in this here
All I know, my flow put me better doors
And two gold pedals for that Bentley Azure

Please, give up, on your life
Ghetto child, it's

The sun come out tomorrow
Even though we grindin' in the ghetto
But so we go and so we go

the sun come out to shine I'd be so ready for die now
Forgive me for my but I still holding me nine-ah
VIP for another man for rob now
Just another way for Riker's Island

I'm gonna to these dudes I can get me a Coupe
Without snatching you out of yours with that on you
I wanna prove, I'm a superstar my sitting on Shaquille O'Neals
You who we are

I gonna prove it that is the best in the game
So thugs on tight like I'm snatching your chain
And I'm gonna prove it to the chicks that shouldered me
And the record labels chose to look over me, ha

I ain't back to jail to a pack of
Oodles and Noodles in the of my cell
get cut in the yard we rushing the guards
We over it's a riot gun button the Sarge
All of my homies with waiting for in the peel
Is all the way real we penitentiary steel, come on

Do you where you're going to
Do you like the things life is showing you
are you gonna do, do you know

Bad Boy, Refugee Collabo, let's go
Babs Brooklyn and I do my thing
Chopper City straight out of New
The infamous Freddy P. the M I A

It's Sara stokes the Midwest Swing
Dillinger doing me thing
E-Ness that Philly cat for bling, pow